A Sister's Demise ✔️

Twelve

twelve

Perci stared blankly at the Creator of just about everything.

"Just like the Original Persephone. You ate the food of the Amazons, so you must return."

Does that mean she won't die? Won't ever see her family and friends waiting for her in Elysium?

"Can you take it back? You're Chaos! You're indebted to me! I don't want to be immortal! Take it back!!"

"I'm sorry my sweet. I can do anything else, but I can't do that. I can't break the Ancient Laws."

The sick bay doors then opened and Diana entered.

Perci felt her anger flare. The now proclaimed Amazon stepped forward with a look of rage and betrayal, "You knew!"

Diana frowned, "Knew what?"

"You knew I was made an Amazon! You tricked me!!"

"Perci I thought you alread-"

"No I didn't! The reason I had the Hunter's blessing was because I knew I could die! Now that I'm an Amazon...I can't!!"

"Forg-"

"I don't think I can right now, Di." The Saviour stormed out of the room and Chaos gave the Daughter of Zeus an apologetic look.

"I thought she knew." Diana whispered pleadingly, fighting the tears that threatened to fall.

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Connor looked to see Perci in the training room, beating the crap out of a plastic dummy, the remains of three or four in pieces, littered the floor. She couldn't fool him with that angry face.

The Kryptonian could see her glassy eyes and the slight twitches her bottom lip was making, "What's wrong?"

The...Amazon turned to him and the corners of her mouth dipped down, "Everything."

Perci's sea green eyes misted over as she let her temper take control. Whilst slashing at the plastic dummy, she began to rant on about how she'd lost too many people.

Her mum.

Her stepfather.

Her sister.

Her friends.

How she'd been doing all this crap since she was twelve years old.

How she'd done so much...too much...and how her mortality was snatched away.

And she'd never see any of them ever again.

That she'd been tricked by someone she thought she could trust. Connor had to stop her for a second, "Perci! Perci!! I can't understand you."

She then realised that with her being so mad, the Saviour had forgotten how to speak English, instead speaking a mix of Atlantian and Ancient Greek.

"Come here."

Perci stepped away from yet another trashed dummy, around chunks of the other styrofoam body parts and trudged over to him.